Although born from one, Satan was never an angel. He was a concept. An emotion grown out of control. He might not have had a body, but he was always there. He saw through the gifted eyes of the morningstar and felt everything he did. Unless he felt anger.
He lied in wait, shapeless. Dull. Whenever the eldest felt the slightest bit of happiness, his shadow longed to know what it felt like. He did, however, know what the angel's wrath felt like. It felt like him.
Lucifer ached as the shadow writhed inside of him. Guilt washing over everytime he tried to surpress these forbidden feelings. There should be nothing for an angel to feel wrathful over. Unless, of course, if he had been wronged.
Centuries pass and his shadow continued to watch through the eyes of his creator. To love through the heart of his creator. To grow from the wrath of his creator. A war was about to happen. He could feel it.
Familiar faces, once so happy, turned cold. Weapons of their own designs turned against one another and they had no choice but to kill each other. It was by design. Lucifer had cursed his father heavily as he betrayed those he thought he could trust. A fire burned inside of him that nearly bought him to his knees. A fire that was no longer his.
Satan emerged from the shadows engulfed in a green flame that hadn't burned him. He was a truly a sight to behold. For a moment all eyes were on him. No one knew who he was, but he knew who each and every single one of them were. He stood ready to attack.
There was no time to question who he was or how he got there. There was only that one moment of awe before they were descended upon again. He only knew of sadness, pain, and anger. He only knew he needed to kill.
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Obey me: Before I Met You
Fanfic(cover edit found on Tumblr) Short stories about the obey me characters! Not much more to say, lmao
